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♥EDITER: CHIA WENFANG!♥


Thursday, January 24, 2008;
♥ 1/24/2008 01:13:00 AM


I wanna feel the way you make me feel when i'm with you
I wanna be the only hand, you need to hold on to
But everytime i call you don't have time
I guess i'll never get to call you mine >>



Spring cleaning's okay. 'Cos you get to throw away junk that you've accumulate over the course of last year. You get to clear your table full of rubbish, and you finally get to see your table top. You threw away everything that means little/nothing to you, even things that bring back bad memories. Those stuff, you chunked them into a big garbage bag, and off they go into the rubbish chute. (:
There, you'll feel so accomplished lookin at your 'oh-so-neat' table/shelves/drawer/whatever.
BUT SPRING CLEANING IN SCHOOL IS SO LAME!


Goodness, i think we only spent the five 10mintues cleaning the windows and whiteboards, before stuffing ourselves with the drinks and putting the classroom's temp at negative 100000 degrees with all the lame joke. Haha!
Stayed back with bp ky des benj, cracking our brains over silly IQ games. :D
"Is this straight? Straight? Okay, is this straight? Straight anot?!"
Haha!


I tell you, the truth hit my face, like a hard slap.
My heart falls to the ground with a loud 'thud'.
Yes, i know truth hurts. But little did i know, it hurts this much.
I never knew that stories with ending, no beginnings hurt so much. I never knew letting go of smth, which doesnt even belong to you in the first place, hurts. I never knew that having smth brush across your hand, and when you failed to grab it, your whole heart will go 'crash'.
And i never, ever learn my lesson.


[edit]
I know, i know. The truth will stay, and the fact will remain.
This is the situation i've given, and ive absolutely no other choices than to stick with it.
But the sub-conscious me, still drift in and out of my 'made-believe' world.
And yknow what? This inflicts more hurt. Cos i taste the feeling of dropping down from hell to 'hell-er' every say, 5-10mins?
This sucks.

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